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Dear Diary,

I am so tired. I don’t know why I’m feeling it so intensely this week. Maybe it was the time off work?? Tears have finally started their descent down my face. In all honesty, being numb to even crying most times is better as it doesn’t ruin my eyeliner, but every so often I’m cursed by these little salty bastards.

Yeah, I don’t know.. I feel like, well I know I’m dreading another year of this feeling. It’s like I can’t help but think about what will change. What is going to change? Nothing. I’ll still feel the same emptiness. I’ll just continue to act out how it was when I felt normal. I’m not sure if I’ve got the energy to keep up my constant impression of stability.

I’m exhausted.

-T